18 Months Old

Sarah is 18 months old today. She's half-way to being 3 but I don't want to think about that.

She's 20 lbs 14 oz, 30.5 inches tall and a bundle of giggles.

She has a love/fear relationship with dogs. She's terrified of their bark and gets nervous when they're close but she is so enthralled when she hears one far away and always points them out on the TV or in books. Here she's pointing to where she hears one.

She's trying to give me a kiss.

She still loves to swing. Here she is on the exact swing, exactly 1 year earlier.

Sarah comes up with her own ideas of what to do and how she likes things. Lately she's been all about "bye" meaning "rock-a-bye". When I put her down for a nap, I wrap her up in this blanket, read her a book and rock with her. So now she likes to play "bye" which means "Help me into this chair, put my blanket on me and give me a book."

She's really getting attached to certain things. In addition to her blanket, she loves her doll. Everytime she picks her up, she has to pat her. She gives her food (real or imaginary), gives her kisses, and swings her by the hair. And she loves this golf ball. Justin has like a hundred in the garage and this is her favorite. She likes to throw it down the driveway and then chase after it. This is how she looks when she's ready to go for a ride. She's got her doll and her ball. If she drops one, we'll hear about it.

You'll notice her car seat is front-facing now. She's very excited about that, as you can see.

And my flowers make me happy so I thought I'd share.

The Harvard Sailing Team

I felt I better spread the funniness. Watch this:
Boys Will Be Girls


And if you liked that, watch this:
Poker

Style, Culture, Cuisine and Literature.

Style. In 1 hour and $2 worth of fabric and elastic, you too can make a twirly skirt that will scare your 1-year-old. Well only at first. Then she liked it. Then she snagged it and tore a hole.

Culture. Last weekend my family reunited at our homeland of Logan, Utah. My nephew, Peyton was being ordained a deacon on Sunday so Saturday I took Sarah and my nieces Kyra and Jaana to Willow Park Zoo. Most of the animals are birds. The animal attracting the biggest crowd was this raccoon. He's trying to escape.

I hate raccoons. If anyone remembers the story of the raccoons in my parents attic, you'll know why.

Oh look, more birds.

Sarah running from one bird exhibit to the next.

Even the bobcat was bored. But Sarah loved it. And it's more fun than keeping her from diving into a duckpond. And it's like $1 to get in, if you're honest.

Cuisine. Want to know what Sarah does at home? Sarah spends a lot of time on the kitchen counter.

A lot of time.

I couldn't resist. Here's more of the beaters. She learned from me that licking the beaters is one of the finer things in life and I couldn't be prouder.

One more. I give her props on creativity.

She finally wants down.

Literature. I don't know about your baby, but mine can read.

Giddy for Glee

Who's excited for Glee tonight?

And then after that, watch The Good Wife on CBS. You won't be disappointed.

Easter 2010

Here's Sarah all dressed up for Easter. (A week early because of General Conference).

If I remember correctly, she's mimicking the bark of the neighbor's dog in this photo.

Sarah learned a new word this weekend. Candy. I've also added a new sentence to my repertoire. No more candy, Sarah.

Since Sarah was just a few months old last Easter, this was her first year actually participating in an egg hunt. She didn't really get the concept. She plays with the plastic eggs we got last year all the time. I think she was curious as to why they were in the grass but had no idea why we were making such a fuss over them.

And this blindingly green grass is my parent's yard. Our lawn still looks like February.

Most of her basket was filled by my sweet little cousin Trevor. Once he filled up his basket, he helped by putting stuff in Sarah's. This is my bro-in-law Kenny, sis Rachel, aunt Melanie and her son Trevor.

Once she found a piece of candy, she was content and didn't feel the need to get more. Well, she was content if we opened it and let her eat it.

Expert egg hunters-- Zack and Kyra.

Sunday morning. I will always remember this as the Easter we woke up to 6 inches of snow. And the Easter Sarah played in the snow with no pants or shoes.

She was fully dressed at one time but got all wet. So we stripped her down and tossed her clothes in the dryer. She made her way outside again in just her onesie so I figured I might as well put her coat on.

She's a tough little girl. And it wasn't that cold. I promise.